Ephe knows only one way in her art: up,up,up and better. She works hard, but the results make us love this dull word of 'work'. Ephe is like a star, to her the sky is not the limit.
I defer to my learned friend Lord Myron in his choice of accolades.
My first thought was ......spring is in the air with the rustle of ball gowns on a sunlit terrace and the strains of Eine Kleine Nachtmusik wafting from the garden below.
Ooolala...when!!!!!
this week end
Stormy, want to make me cry ? many hugs my dear friend
Ephe knows only one way in her art: up,up,up and better. She works hard, but the results make us love this dull word of 'work'. Ephe is like a star, to her the sky is not the limit.
smiles.
I defer to my learned friend Lord Myron in his choice of accolades.
My first thought was ......spring is in the air with the rustle of ball gowns on a sunlit terrace and the strains of Eine Kleine Nachtmusik wafting from the garden below.
My dear Ephe, you are the Mozart of fashion.